they took some bricks and built a wall   they made it solid, strong and tall   built it wide from bank to shore - bank to shore      close to the guarded borderline   where freedom flows into the end of time   ships still take ground - without sound         at the river's edge   in the border zone   where the wind blows cold   and all sleep has gone      bodies and memories   of stranded caravans   are buried with their dreams   and struggles and ties   all symbols and sense         we don't need your mercy   don't need an act of grace   we only want to live a good life   and sometimes change the place   drop your rotty curtains   we will kindle them to shed light   and if you try to slack this fire   we will still be here to reignite - reignite         under the cloud of night   under the cover of trees   under the screen of fog    it's getting on the way      under the cloud of night   under the cover of trees   under the screen of fog    we're gonna multiply      under the cloud of night   under the cover of trees   under the screen of fog    we're going to organize      under the cloud of night   under the cover of trees   under the screen of fog    we'll be a gathering star      under the cover of trees   under the screen of fog    sooner or later we'll walk across our boundaries         at the river's edge   in the border zone   where the wind blows cold   and all sleep has gone      bodies and memories   of stranded caravans   are buried with their dreams   in struggles and ties   all symbols in sense.                  (not 100% sure of some parts of that. plz feel free to correct.)